Lu Yuqing felt fortunate that Jiang Yao was not the kind of person who would lose herself for money. What if she took everything Lu Xingzhi had and ran away? There was nothing he could do.
She could only thank the stars that her silly little brother was prudent enough to have ended up with a lovely wife.
"As long as you are happy." Lu Xingzhi chuckled. "Money is nothing but an external possession; you are still the most important in my heart."
It was the sweetest thing Jiang Yao had ever heard, butterflies fluttered in her heart.
In Lu Xingzhi's world, Jiang Yao was his everything, the center of his universe.
"Aren't you afraid that I would take all your money and leave?" Jiang Yao asked probingly. "There must be a lot of money! If I escape abroad, there's nothing you can do."
As a soldier, he could not leave the country whenever he wanted.